"Hey, what, someone turned themselves in?" You judge first, and we'll come over now. Shao Lin just finished speaking, and before he had time to put up his mobile phone, he saw a head squeezed into the seat next to him.

"Team Shao, is the case going to be solved?" ”

Looking at Qiao Yu who was poking out his round head, Shao Lin suddenly became playful, and he had a brain collapse at Qiao Yu's brain.

"Ouch, Team Shao, what are you doing, it hurts." Qiao Yu retracted his head aggrievedly, rubbed his head and muttered.

Shao Lin couldn't help but laugh, and pretended to be serious and said: "Let's go to the bureau first, it may not be so simple, after all, the murderer cleaned the crime scene so clean before, and now he is defending his title again." The more Shao Lin analyzed, the more he felt that the case of this song would not be so easy to solve, because he thought too simply, and the more and more unknowns about the case made Shao Lin, who had finally turned clear, fall into a haze again.

Wang Wen, who was smiling on the side, saw that the atmosphere fell into a tense and depressing atmosphere again, so he immediately said: "It may be that the murderer can't bear the pressure in his heart, after all, we are quite big now, and it is not impossible to take the initiative to surrender." ”

"Well, let's go back to the bureau first. Shao Lin tried his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, but the uneasiness that grew rapidly like a vine had already surrounded his heart and was ready to go. As everyone knows, this uneasiness later became Shao Lin's old friend for the rest of his life.

In the police station, Shao Lin pushed open the interrogation room with a straight face in accordance with international practice, walked to the interrogation table and was just about to throw this document on the table, when he saw the suspect sitting opposite raise his head and nodded at him, smiling. Seeing the familiar face in front of him, he subconsciously shook his hand, and the documents were scattered on the ground.

The suspect picked up the materials scattered at his feet and handed them to Shao Lin, Shao Lin looked at the other party's slightly sunken cheeks, the heavy dark circles under her eyes matched her sickly white complexion, and the smile on her face seemed to be the last struggle when the epiphany withered.

Looking at the pale and powerless person in front of her, it was really difficult to link her with a cruel murderer, but she did not flinch from the scrutiny of herself, and she always maintained a smile that aroused Shaolin's concern more and more.

"You report yourself." ”

"Huh? ”

"Just say your name, your age, your job, and why you're here. ”

"Oh, my name is Chen Yiqing. endure the wind for a while, and let everything be clear. Speaking of this, Chen Yiqing lowered his head and smiled.

"What to laugh at, pay attention to the occasion." Shao Lin frowned and said seriously.

"Ahem, I'm sorry. Think of something from the past. ”

Shao Lin raised his eyebrows undeniably and motioned for Chen Yiqing to continue.

"I'm 24 years old this year, two years younger than Team Shao."

"How do you know how old I am."

"An old man knows, but it's not a big deal, I turned myself in today, I killed someone."

The fluttering sentence that I killed someone was naturally as ordinary as if I had just drunk a glass of water, which made Shao Lin's newly stretched brows twist together again.

It's the first time that I have encountered this kind of person who is not in a hurry when he enters the interrogation room, and he can still bring rhythm, but I don't know if he can be so calm when he is really shot. But since she is willing to take the rhythm, let him take it, not afraid that the suspect will talk nonsense, but afraid that the suspect will not speak.

"Who kills, why kill."

"Before that, do you want to hear a story from Team Shao?"

"Don't want to"

Chen Yiqing, who was on the other side, didn't expect the other party to answer like this, he was a little dumbfounded all of a sudden, and seeing the other party's deflated appearance, Shao Lin instantly felt a lot better, and then said, "Forget it, you can say it." ”

Faced with Shao Lin's cautious behavior, Chen Yiqing was not relieved, and spit out a breath of turbidity and began to tell the story gently.

"This thief stole our chicken, quick, catch him." A leading little fat man dictates to the rest of the children, forcing the skinny girl into a corner.

"Little, hurry up and hand over my chickens, or we'll kill you." It's hard to imagine that such vicious, foul language could come from a child of seven or eight years old.

However, no matter how the little fat man shouted, the girl in the cloak who was surrounded in the middle ignored it, and still maintained a state of squatting with her head down, and the little fat man who felt that he had been saved suddenly blushed, sharpened his teeth, and rolled up his sleeves to go up to beat someone.

"What are you doing?"

The little fat man who was about to do it heard the voice and subconsciously looked for prestige, only to see a little boy wearing a small suit, combing his big back, and his face full of red light, like the little master of the old century.

In this way, the little fat man in the red cashmere sweater that has been showing off for a long time is like a big lantern that is earthy and piercing.

After a stunned effort, the little young master pushed aside everyone and walked to the girl, and before he could squat down and talk to the girl, the ignored people on the side instantly became unhappy.

"Get out of here, or I'll fight you with you." They kept shouting, and even provoked frequent attention, which made them more and more proud, and kept criticizing the little young master for harboring chicken thieves, of course, they would not admit that dragging the little young master into the water was just because of jealousy.

Seeing that more and more people around him stopped and pointed in this direction, and finally began to squeeze up, the little young master's face also changed from red to dripping blood to slowly losing its blood color.

"Go away, you even have to protect the thief, I'm afraid you're not in a group."

"That's it, the person who wears it looks like a dog, and he doesn't do anything."

"I'm afraid this dress wasn't stolen."

"No, it's not. I.. I didn't. As the speculation became more and more vicious, the little young master became more and more helpless, and no matter how he defended himself, he looked pale in front of everyone.

"Hand over the chicken thief behind you." The little fat man, who had the support of everyone, commanded with his waist inserted.

"No, no." Before the little young master finished speaking, he was overturned to the ground by the little fat man who rushed over, and the pain caused by the friction between his knees and the ground instantly made the little young master shed tears, and when he was still concerned about the wound, a miserable scream crossed all the hearts present and planted the seeds of fear.

"Ah, weird." Before the words in the back were spit out, the little fat man who was stuck in his neck struggled in pain, and his face was so painful that he didn't get the other party's pity, and he could only watch the sharp nails go deep into his skin inch by inch.

"You, let him go, you chicken thief."

"That's it."

Looking at the little fat man who was stuck in the neck, the onlookers on the side started a new round of criticism, and some even began to approach forward, trying to save people.

The girl who was pinching the little fat man's neck took off her cloak and turned to the crowd of onlookers, and a new round of screams swept through the sky again, and the flower of fear pierced the atrium and was about to come out.